Before you can ask me for introductions and about the story, let me tell you that if you are reading this right now then it must be fate. You are destined to either fight alongside 'The Chosen One' from the great prophecy in the war to come or you are 'The Chosen One'.
Either way, it is your wish if you want to accept your fate and take your place in the world you don't know exists yet or continue life the way you always have, thinking this is just a piece of fiction.
My story is pretty long so I will start it by explaining how exactly I came to be a part of this world.
My name is Casandra and it all started when I turned 13. Well weird things have been happening throughout my life but this was the weirdest yet.
I woke up to see a big pile of presents on my desk. I opened them one by one. My parents had finally got me my own cell phone after a lot of pleading. My elder sister got me the book I had wanted for quite a while now. And my grandparents got me a box of my favorite chocolates. I noticed a small box wrapped in brown fallen on the ground.
I had already opened all my presents from my family members and my friends would give theirs later. "Who would this be from?" I wondered. I opened it to reveal a brown, wooden box. It looked like something found in the museum. I tried to open it but it didn't.
Well this isn't the first time something mysterious has appeared inside my bedroom. But it was the first time it appeared on my birthday.
I hid it at the back of my closet with the other mysterious objects. The first time it had appeared was when I was around 7 years old.
I had returned from my school to find a book. It was titled 'Theories Of Existence'. It had a hard cover and was brown. It had a picture of a beautiful girl surrounded by stars. The weird thing about it was that half of its pages were written in some sort of ancient language. The book would actually make sense without these pages. I mean page 1 ended in English letters and page 2 was this ancient language and page 3 which was English would make a continuation of page 1.
At first I thought my sister got it but when I asked her she said she hadn't. I shared it with my two goofball friends Hanna Dawson and Berry Willis. They had many weird theories about it. Possibly enough to write another book.
I also had a dagger with this weird symbol on it. The symbol was also present in the book. A goblet made of gold and covered with beautiful art. And also a vase covered in art of the similar style.
I did research about it and found nothing. The internet had nothing related to it. Even that art style was not given a specific name. I love art and an art style that good should be given recognition.
I never told my parents about it. I mean I am easy going but they are not. They would freak out. For all I knew it could be some kind of prank from someone. They would probably call the police and have it checked for 'deathly traps'.
I got dressed and looked into my reflection in the mirror. A thin tall girl with long blonde hair and eyes the color of milk chocolate looked back at me.
"Lets do it." I told myself. I was the girl that got picked on. Basically the outcast.
I looked around my room. It was a small room which was actually an attic. The ceiling was slanted. My bed was near the window and beside it was my study table. Facing it was my washroom beside which was my closet and mirror. The door was at the other end and near it was a bookcase. The walls were baby pink and the floor and the ceiling were the color of cinnamon.
I knew that after a few months I would probably have to move. I hadn't meant to eavesdrop but I had heard my parents talk about some mad guy who was after my family last night.
It suddenly dawned on me that this mad man could have sent all this stuff.
"You're being ridiculous." I told myself. "Looks like your parents have started rubbing of on you. Look, if this person knew where we lived he would have taken action 6 years ago."
I went downstairs to eat my breakfast. My family members wished me my birthday and Oreo, my pet cat sat on my lap as usual while I ate my cereal.
I cycled to school and met Hanna and Berry in my way. Berry had short black hair and beautiful blue eyes. Hanna had long, brown hair and caramel colored eyes.
I filled them in on everything after they wished me happy birthday and gave me my presents.
Before we could talk further about it, something that looked like a monster appeared out of no where in front of us. No one but us seemed to notice it and it came right for us.
We cycled as fast as we could in the opposite direction.
find out how Casandra, Hanna and Berry escape the monster in the next chapter